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At supper that night, Scott and Cassie tried to act normal, but Scott knew their eyes lingered on each other a split-second longer than before. Every time he looked at Cassie, his mind was suddenly filled with flashes of what they had done, and then he had to look away as his cock hardened.

"How was your day?" his mother said, and he shifted in his seat as the flashbacks took over his vision again. "Good," he finally managed to answer.

"How about you, Cassie?"

"Fine. Hot." Suddenly she realized the pun she'd made, and she bit her lower lip as she smiled. "I have to work the late shift tomorrow."

"Okay. Well, I can take you to the pool, but I won't be able to pick you up. Can you get a ride home?"

"I can pick her up," Scott said immediately, then wished he hadn't. Usually his mother would have asked him and he would have rolled his eyes and acted annoyed. God, he was being way too obvious! Going to have to stop that. But he couldn't even remember what normal was anymore.

"That'd be great," Cassie said. "I get done at six."

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